A dead man on the back seat of the car, and warm milk at the farmhouse.
 
An ancient little girl, and an old woman who saw the moon being made.
 
A beautiful housekeeper with a monstrous smile.
 
And dark forces woken that were best left undisturbed.
 
They are memories hard to believe, waiting at the edge of things. The recollections of a man who thought he was lost but is now, perhaps, remembering a time when he was saved...
 
A richly gothic fantasy with profound things to say about childhood and the vagaries of memory, The Ocean at the End of the Lane has become one of Gaiman’s best loved works. Deploying all the phantasmagoria of the author’s febrile imagination in service of a nuanced, moving narrative, this is masterful storytelling indeed.